As a Colombian-American and Latina, sometimes I worry I’ll encounter/have to deal with sick mofos like these:
|Thousands of people HATED the fact that NY-born Marc Anthony sang “America the Beautiful” at an MLB game.
(Via Public Shaming.)
|A LOT of people also hated that TX-born Sebastien de la Cruz, the adorable son of an Army Vet, sang the National Anthem at a basketball game. Unfazed by the hate he received, he came back to sing it AGAIN at another basketball event.
However, fortunately I’ve been raised to become very good at tuning out the crap everyone says.
And because one of my life goals is to show ignorants like those above (and society in general) all the greatness that Hispanics are capable of, I aspire to both educate–rather than offend–and lead by example. So all that stuff practically slides off me.
As someone who values purity, I worry I won’t find a man who values not doing the deed before marriage, like I do. Or that if he IS our there, that he may not find me.
However, fortunately, I’m comforted by the fact that the man God has planned for me will value what I value, and that he’ll respect me and what I treasure. My job will simply be to remain strong in my convictions and not settle for anything (or anyone) less. (Also, Tamera Mowry-Housley rocks.)
As someone who couldn’t care less about the weird things that may or may not have been going on at my old high school yet still wondered whether the people around her were engaging in less than desirable things, I nevertheless get concerned that my kids will learn perverted shiz in school. (Preteens are already having sex, after all.)
The fact that my future kids could meet SOBs who are already debating a prescription-drug/heroin/marijuana habit also concerns me. (Thanks, Today Show, for letting me know that those things are relatively “easy” to find–and that school is where most of the “action” happens.)
However, fortunately, I know God will keep taking care of my family and I, and that He’ll grant my future kids the common sense he gave me to know better.
As someone who’d rather have genuine fun and have full control of my mental capacities than depend on alcohol for a “good time” like an alcoholic, I wonder if there are more people out there who consciously choose not to drink b/c it’s pointless, potentially addictive, and doesn’t equal fun.
(I’ve been fortunate to have dated guys who didn’t drink, which I considered admirable. However, the most recent ex, I learned, had gotten a DUI earlier that year [that he didn’t tell me about–thank God for public records!].)
However, fortunately, I have faith my future one and only will not “need” to drink or have any favorite drinks. Though if he does, he’ll know to respect our time, my values as a non-drinker, and my life (so he won’t drink and drive). My parents stopped drinking socially when I was a kid (my mom still has the rare glass of red wine) because they didn’t want me growing up thinking that drinking was OK.
Also, findings have shown that kids are more likely to start drinking and doing weird things if they see their parents doing it. So it’ll be way easy to serve as an example to my kids just like my parents were to me.
Here’s what I mean:
As a devout Catholic, I also sometimes miss (tho not really) my old classmates at my former Catholic high school–99.9% of whom were Catholic. Community is a big thing, you guys, and attending a secular university surrounded by people who believe in everything from nothing to themselves (I’m talking to you, “spiritual” people) to other types of gods can definitely affect how connected you feel to what you grew up believing.
However, fortunately I do live in a part of the country that’s very religious. And being surrounded by many (and I mean MANY) members of a different faith has actually helped strengthen my own faith in ways I didn’t think were possible.
I also think Mormons are great individuals and I’m fortunate they (their state?) have/has been so welcoming to my family and I. Having said that, however, I still enjoy hanging around some Catholics. And I have faith my future one and only will be Catholic, too.
As a trilingual, I may also worry that it’ll be difficult to raise my children to speak more than two languages. Multiculturalism is very important, and I want my kids to grow up with an understanding (and knowledge) of as many cultures as possible. I did it, so they can, too :).
However, fortunately, Spanish obviously comes naturally to me, so I don’t doubt it’ll come naturally to me as I speak it to my future kids.
And thankfully, my parents have also promised (or rather volunteered, hehe) to teach them Spanish and other more productive ways to be entertained–so that the only thing left for my future husband and me to do will be to teach them French (maybe w/a French au pair?) and other things.
|(Via uniquecoralrose on Photobucket.)|
ALL IN ALL, and despite the reservations you see above, I truly love my United States of America. All I need is perhaps more faith in the fact that God will continue guiding my family, my future family, and I through the right path we’ve been following all along.
(Via Bari Wallace on Pinterest.)
What about YOU? Can you identify with some of the things I mentioned or do you worry about any others? And how do you deal?